I'm creeping like a creeper, In quarantine it is finders keepers
But I guess I can flex all of my diamonds
Ain't nobody saying I can't so I attack with a pickaxe with the boys it got no kick back
Comparing energy, my analogy Of jamming with the boys Noah, Caleb, Ash and Jordan
Get the furnace, than put coal in
Build anything let's build a shrine. Craft a pickaxe and now its mine
What
God f*cking damn
Was that tight or what
That was beautiful
That was f*cking great
Brrr
Oh he's going
Uh, aye, uh